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This site is dedicated to my grandmother, who ran away from her Norwegian home in 1915 and arrived in England with nothing but a trunk full of books

  • Fairy Tales of Ireland

    Fairy Tales of Ireland by WB Yeats, published by Young Lions, is a magical, lyrical collection of 20 stories chosen from those collected by the poet. Mostly they tell of fairies, giants and witches from the Otherworld, and the dealings they have with humans, with guile and cunning used on both sides. The juxtaposition of…

    chrisharding53

    August 28, 2012
    Fairy Tales of Ireland, Ireland Challenge 2012, WB Yeats
  • A Mad Mother and a ‘Well Hidden’ Family

    Queen Victoria was on the throne of England when William Peacock married Miranda Mirova. The couple are very young, barely out of childhood, but he is the precociously talented editor of a literary magazine and she is the most famous ballet dancer of generation. All goes well until baby Clare is born, when Miranda no…

    chrisharding53

    August 27, 2012
    Beatrix Lehmann, http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008/kind#post, Mary Webb, Rumour of Heaven, rural idyll
  • A Place where Lepers were Outcast…

    We passed this sign whilst out walking during our Cumbrian holiday. It’s the name of an area, like a hamlet, which is certainly not big enough to be a village, and is now part of Ulverston. According to a local information leaflet, it was once the place where lepers were sent – cast out from…

    chrisharding53

    August 25, 2012
    Cumbria, lepers, outcast, Saturday Snapshot
  • Woods, Sea and Stars…

    Woods etc. has a rather plain cover, so instead,here is a picture in Seawood, at Bardsea, Cumbria. I love Alice Oswald’s ‘Dart’, and ‘A Sleepwalk On The Severn’, which are both long poems, but hadn’t read any of her shorter work, so I was pleased when I spotted her collection Woods etc. in the library,…

    chrisharding53

    August 20, 2012
    http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008/kind#post, poetry, Woods etc
  • Lupins, Radishes, and Triangular Dances

    August has come, and has clothed the hills with golden lupins, and filled the grassy banks with harebells. The yellow fields of lupins are so gorgeous on cloudless days that I have neglected the forests lately and drive in the open, so that I may revel in their scent while feasting my eyes on their…

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    August 19, 2012
    Children, Elizabeth von Arnim, flowers, http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008/kind#post, The Solitary Summer
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